MOTHER

Dear Mother, You are a precious thing.

When I wanted to fly, You gave me wings.

When I am wrong,

You are bold. When I fall down,

You’re always there to hold.

I am very grateful, That you are my mother.

I respect and love you with all my heart, Dear Mother.

Saumya Mishra

M1-D

MOTHER

My mother, Whose mind is as soft as a feather,

She showers me with love She’s as pure as a dove.

When I am hurt,

She too feels hurt, When I cry,

She also cries. She is always there to help me,

And when I get a prize, She smiles with glee.

Mother! Oh mother!

You cared so much for me, You made me fly in the sky,

Like a bird that is free.

Deekshita Pramod M3-D

MOTHER NATURE

Nature showers upon us Love and care upon treat. But we often forget that it

Can be ferocious over deceit.

When the beast takes over the beauty, And there is blood all over the plain,

We blame Mother Nature, But forget all the given gain.

But mother does take

Her beautiful form, In the form of monsoon, winter,

And spring’s dawn. With flowers blooming in the lush green lawns,

Bees buzz with glee… At the spring that had come after long.

Let’s conserve nature’s beautiful glow,

And stop the torture, And comfort her sorrow.

Deekshita Pramod

Sidhant Dhingra

AN OPEN LETTER TO ALL THE BEAUTIFUL MOTHERS…

Mumma was the first word in my dictionary; the first face I see every morning and the

last before I go to bed. She is the person I run to with all my problems and the first one I

shout at when I’m irritated. She is my very first best friend and the only one I can

completely trust. She is the first person who I look for after I’m home and the first to teach

me to believe in myself. Mumma, I know we have had our ups and downs, but each time

you understand me. Even with the generation gap, you try to be a cool mom and I love you

for that. Sometimes I don’t understand the advice you give me and most of the time I don’t

listen to it. But when I’m all alone, broken and shattered, it all comes back to me; every

word you ever told me, all of it just feels so important now. Every day you say you are

proud of me, even when I did nothing for you to believe so. Every smile that you bring to

my face, even when I feel like crying, is the best feeling ever. I’m sorry for all the pain that I

caused you, I know I have hurt you in a million ways, but each time you forgive me, and that

just makes me fall in love with you more than ever. You have been a teacher, a guide, a

friend, and even a master chef! You play several roles, all at once and yet when I ask you for

a hug, you always find the time to give me one. You comfort and tell me that everything will

be fine. When I lose all hope, you give me hope and the strength to stand with my head held

high. Thank you for always being there and thank you for being the best.

With love,

Your daughter.

Mahek Karanjawala

SS1-D